Hey~
This is my first attempt at a BTVS fic, but I don't want
that to hold anyone back from saying exactly what is on their minds. This is set after the season 6 finale. It's the first chapter, a prologue, but for
the sake of keeping the chapters all nice and in order, it's chapter one.
=) It's from Angel's perspective, but
the rest of the fic will be in the third person…I think…either that or
alternating first person… Tell me what you want…I'm always happy to oblige! Now, on with the fic.
Disclaimer: Don't
own them…never will ::sigh::
She did it.
She did exactly what no one
expected her to, but then, she was always like that. Honestly, she was the farthest thing from my conscious at the
time. Lingering memories, buried in the
deep recesses of my head…but she was there.
She's always there. The thing
is, I normally would have been concentrating on her. Her smile, her laugh…her kiss…Along with those were blinding
visions of her tears…her anguish…her grief…I allowed myself to be lulled into a
false sense of security, an act of negligence which I have and undoubtedly will
suffer greatly for. And so will they.
They will
all be tormented by horrible demons against which, there is no magick, no
weapon of protection. Memories will
haunt them for years, driving them to God only knows what. All can seek comfort in others. All other have those willing to give
comfort…But the thing about comfort is that you can need it, you can plead for
it, and you can receive it, but it cannot help you if you refuse to let it
in. That is why Dawn is my main
concern.
I know
her. I know her because, though she
doesn't realize, or refuses to admit it, she is Buffy. Not in the physical sense of course, but her
essence, that which made Buffy so unique…so powerful…is the same. Her pride will not allow her to accept the
compassion of others. She will close
herself off…she probably already has…
The pain,
the suffering, it all comes back to me.
Sadly, so much of their pain can trace it's origin back to me. I should have known not to put my full faith
in the Oracles' prediction. They spit
their holier than thou shit at me, but then she dies like this? No, it wasn't supposed to end this way! I don't think that I could restrain myself,
the demon or the human, from tearing them apart limb from limb…making them
suffer…That is, if they were still alive…that would be the best word for what
they were, I guess…
The others,
Buffy's friends, they will suffer with the pain. They will grieve and mourn, pray and cry, but they will be free,
sooner or later, they'll all be free. I
will never be free. Their demons will
haunt them for years…mine for centuries…for eternity…
She did
exactly what no one expected her to.
She died.
Hey~
So, what did everyone think of it? Good, Bad…Worse? I dunno,
you guys be the judge of that…a process which involves reviewing =) so, please do review, I luv to read them and
I am always up for suggestions.
Remember, this is the first chapter of (hopefully) many, so give me your
thoughts on where I should take this =) anything really…I'm totally open. Thanks everyone for taking time to read
this…I sincerely hope you don't feel your time has been spent in vain =)
~Megan
